Page 39 of Charmed and Alarmed

“What?” I bark, staring down at Leni, wordlessly imploring her not to make a noise.

“Are you ready to go? We have that three o’clock with the city planning committee.”

Bram.Bram-fucking-Vogelis knocking on my door, while his daughter is on her knees in front of me, her swollen lips inches from my cock. I glance over my shoulder, but my assurances that I’ll be out soon are lost as the woman in question takes me in her mouth again.

The noise that I make is something between a laugh and a choked cough.

Leni’s eyes glint as she gazes up at me, dragging her tongue from the base of my dick to swirl around my tip.

“Holden?” Bram’s voice comes again, and I grit my teeth, grabbing the doorframe for support.

“I’ll meet you in the lobby in ten,” I manage, because he needs to get the fuck out of here. As I speak, a warm, soft hand lifts to cup my balls, and Leni hums quietly, pushing forward so I’m in her throat again.

Holy fuck.

I’m going to marry this woman.

Her father, unfortunately, isn’t done with me either. “Great. Do you know where I can find the folders Len put together for this? She isn’t at her desk. Also, did you tell your team they could get a fucking hamster?”

“Bram,” I snarl. “Give me ten goddamn minutes. Jesus.”

“Fine.” He chuckles, his footsteps retreating. “Enjoy your shit.”

The glass door to my office is noiseless, and I have no way of knowing he’s actually gone. Gritting my teeth, I fist Leni’s hair in both hands and set a rough pace, my tip bumping the back of her throat with each thrust of my hips. She takes all of it, sucking and licking at me as I hold her gaze with my own, determined to remember every second of this. “You’re a brat,” I hiss, keeping my voice as low as possible. “I’m going to put you over my knee for that later.”

It’s the moan that finishes me off.

Snarling, I drive forward one more time, holding her where I want her as my orgasm courses violently up my spine and my dick twitches, spending right down her tight throat. Leni chokes, pulling back as my hands finally relax.

I can tell she hasn’t swallowed yet, and I grip her jaw, forcing her mouth open, where my cum is flooding her tongue. Mascara is running down her cheeks, and her hair is a mess. Right now, the only thing I want to do is sit her on the edge of the sink and make her come, too, but there’s no fucking time for it.

“Swallow,” I order hoarsely, relaxing my hand.

She does as she’s told, and neither of us speaks as I help her to her feet, reaching for the toilet paper to wipe away the makeup at the corners of her eyes. Leni lets me do it, and no sooner have I assured myself there are no marks on her beautiful face than I lean forward, kissing her desperately.

“You’re fucking incredible,” I mumble in between kisses, backing her into the bathroom wall. “Come to my house tonight.”

“Are you going to spank me?” she asks softly, nipping at my jaw, and I can tell the proposition isn’t unappealing to her.

“You deserve it.” I steal one last kiss. “I’ll put down the blinds in my office when I leave. Wait a few minutes before you slip out. Nobody will think anything of it, you’re always coming in and out of here.”

Leni nods, biting her lip as I pull back, hating the distance between us. The last thing I want right now is to get in a car with her father and go to a meeting with the goddamn city.

Just as I’ve turned away, my hand on the handle of the door, a pair of slim arms wrap around me from behind, and my heart lurches as I feel her press a kiss to my shoulder. “I’ll start doing research into hamster care.”

16

LENORA

Having never entered into one before, I would have had no way of knowing this, but being in a secret relationship requires a lot of planning.

Despite the venue for Honor and Julian’s engagement party being only a five-minute drive from Holden’s house, and despite us getting ready there together, he has to drive me twenty minutes into town to the apartment. When I get there, I stand in the lobby, waiting for Dad and Sophie—who only live a few miles from Holden—to come pick me up.

Then, after the party, we get to do the whole thing in reverse.

We’re only a week into this, and I’m already tired of hiding that I am officially really ridiculously in love with Holden Ellinger. I’m not even a little bit confused or conflicted about it. If he wasn’t Dad’s partner, and if the history between him and my parents wasn’t so complicated—and gross—I wouldn’t bother with the subterfuge.

After all, if I could get over it, why can’t they?

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